Especially as it seemed to relax her immensely and made her open up to me. I'm pretty sure these foot massages where the main reason she trusted me co...pletely. Unless I'm sorely mistaken, the only times I got to meet the real Emma Watson were during and after these rubs. The ritual had expanded with me introducing her to an almost daily End-Of-The-Day rum and coke to release even more stress.As I poured our drinks and moved towards the couch, Emma had busied herself with taking of her. But one day when I was about 60 I got the urge to suck a dick and I did. I also found out that I liked it. So for the last 8 years I have been dividing myself between pussies and cocks. I don’t do it often but when the mood strikes I have to suck a cock and I hunt until I find it.So, this story is about going to the local adult movie theater searching for some cock to suck. When I got there I immediately went to the back where guys tended to hang around hoping to get a blow job or to suck some. Dawn had been out all night partying and at the moment was still hungover and hoped that this shower would fix her up. As she started to lather her body she then started to admire herself as the water began to wake her up and slowly push away the affects of her hangover.At fifteen, Dawn had an incredible body. Her long blond hair, her smooth tan legs, nice firm tight ass and a pair of 34B tits to go with the entire package. She was sexy as hell and she knew it. In school, she had no trouble. A shame that she'd driven him to what he was to do next."If you'd just gone along with this, I wouldn't be doing what I'm doing now. It's your own fault for disobeying. Next time you disobey, the video tape gets sent to your parents." Popping the frozen Big Stick popsicle from its plastic wrapper, James spread Jennifer's pussy lips with his left hand. She tried hard to squeeze her legs shut, but the popsicle was shoved mercilessly into her twat before she could react. The sudden sharp coldness.